Gao Wu: Me and my Destiny System

In a chaotic territory hundreds of billions of light years away from the territory of all races, on a planet full of vitality, a demon with a pointed head was roasting something in front of a campfire.

Grilled on the huge wooden barbecue is a green-haired bison, a wild creature with tender meat unique to this planet. Its strength is about level seven.

The strength of the seventh-level king is not weak even in the realm of all races.

It's a pity that now it has become a meal on the plate.

The green-haired bison was roasted by the flames until golden brown, and the grease dripped into the fire, making a sizzling sound.

Panjinim stretched his head forward, sniffed, smelled the fragrance, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and murmured softly: "Smells, it smells so good, I'll feel better soon, I'll feel better soon..."

After about ten seconds, Panjinim quickly sprinkled the condiments on it and flipped it several times.

"Eat, eat, eat!"

Smelling the alluring fragrance, Panjinim's mouth secreted a lot of saliva.

Tearing off a beef leg with his bare hands, Panjinim took a bite, shaking his head and tearing off large chunks of tender meat, regardless of the scalding temperature.

"Woo~"

“So delicious~”

After swallowing several kilograms of green beef in one gulp, Panjinim roared happily.

After eating up one leg of beef in two or three mouthfuls, Panjinim was about to tear off the second leg of beef.

Suddenly, Panjinim's movement froze, and then returned to normal.

The moment Panjinim tore off the second calf, a demon flashed behind him.

"Emperor!"

The visitor knelt down on one knee and saluted Panjinim.

"Get up."

Panjinim's mouth was full of beef and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Thank you, Emperor."

"Emperor, no trace of that mysterious power was found in the area searched by my subordinates."

After Cormoron stood up, he respectfully reported the status of his search to Panjinim.

"During the search, my subordinates also encountered Kagalion of the Dragon Clan."

"They should have searched nearby, but it looks like they found nothing."

After reporting on the mission, Komoron talked about the special events he encountered on the way.

The area that the Dragon Clan is searching for is right next to the Demon Clan. Now that the two families are gathering together, it means that this area has almost been plowed.

Realizing this, Panjinim suddenly felt that the green beef was no longer fragrant.

"Is there anything strange about the other factions?"

Panjinim asked as he nibbled on the green beef, showing no intention of sharing.

"No, it's business as usual."

Komoron knew that the Emperor was a foodie, so he lowered his head and did not dare to look at the barbecue, for fear that the Emperor would think that he wanted to steal something to eat.

"It must have been more than 20 years ago. The aura of power is getting weaker and weaker. I even suspect that it is no longer in this area."

"For those of us who have been out here for so long, maybe it will be all in vain in the end."

"Oh, I can't say it's all in vain. At least you guys have made considerable progress in strength."

Panjinim sighed with a mouth full of butter.

The strength of the younger brothers who followed him had improved significantly.

Even if you don't find that mysterious power, it's not a waste of time.

Not only the demons couldn't be found, but several other alien races also had no clue, wandering around this territory like headless flies.

"Emperor, we will definitely find a way to advance to the ten realms!"

Komoron knelt down on one knee again and said firmly.

Comoron and several others have followed Panjinim since childhood and are very loyal to Panjinim.

"Get up, don't kneel down all the time, it's boring."

Panjinim didn't like them kneeling around all the time, but unfortunately, he wouldn't listen.

"There will definitely be no meat. Don't make such an idea."

Then I thought about it, he wasn't trying to get me green beef, was he?

Panjinim immediately guarded the green beef vigilantly.

"……No."

The corners of Cormoron's mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to look at the green beef.

"It's fine if you don't."

Panjinim was relieved to hear that Cormoron didn't want to eat green beef.

Buzz!

The space shook, and three figures walked out of the void.

"See Emperor!"

After the three figures came out, they all knelt down and saluted Panjinim.

"Get up."

"How many times have I told you, don't kneel down all the time, it's annoying to watch."

Seeing the three of them kneeling on the ground again, Panjinim was a little unhappy.

"Yes."

The three of them responded respectfully and stood up.

However, they will still kneel down and salute next time. This has been a habit for thousands of years and cannot be changed.

"Tyrone, it's okay. You've already beaten Sampson."

Panjinim also knew that what he said was in vain, so he did not dwell on this anymore, but instead made fun of one of his subordinates.

Although Panjinim was not present at the scene, things in this star field could not be hidden from his perception.

"Hehe, Emperor Miaozan."

Tyrone chuckled, unable to hide his happiness.

Sampson of the Celestial Clan has been fighting with him for millions of years, and if he can beat Sampson, how can Tyrone not be happy.

In the past, the strength of the two of them was half a catty to eight ounces, and no one could do anything to the other.

Tyrone happened to have made a breakthrough recently and his strength improved a lot, and he happened to bump into Sampson. How could he not give him a beating?

If it weren't for the fear of the Celestial Clan emperor behind Sampson, Tyrone could have beaten Sampson to the point of being crippled.

The God Clan and the Demon Clan are like this. They have to fight when something goes wrong, and they have to fight when nothing happens. They have to fight wherever they meet.

"Emperor, I found some regular source of matter in area 37."

Lennon stretched out his palm, and a handful of Dao Seiran flew towards Panjinim.

"Keep it for yourself, this thing is no longer of use to me."

Panjinim waved his hand and sent back the small amount of avenue source material.

"Thank you, Emperor!"

Lennon beamed.

However, after being happy for a few seconds, his face showed a bit of gloom.

"You don't have to panic about killing Barrick."

"He competes with you for the source of rules. He cannot defeat him but refuses to retreat. He will be to blame for his death in your hands."

Panjinim knew what Lennon was worried about without looking at his expression.

Barrick is a veteran of the Nine Realms of the Monster Clan, and his lifespan is about to run out.

This time the two of them found the source of the avenue together, and Barrick was unwilling to give up.

He wanted to break through the bottleneck with this handful of avenue source material.

However, he overestimated his own strength.

He never thought that he, who was in the ninth realm, would be defeated by a junior from the demon clan.

By the time I regretted it and wanted to run away, it was already too late.

When a group of Nine Realms ran out chasing the mysterious power, they made several unwritten agreements. One of the agreements was that the Nine Realms must not kill each other without any reason.

When we first made this agreement, it was because the mysterious power was so good at hiding that we needed more Nine Realms to force it out.

Now that Lennon has broken the agreement, although there is a reason for it, there is no guarantee that the Celestials will not take the opportunity to launch an attack.

They are not afraid of just one Celestial Race, they are just afraid that other alien races will take advantage of it and cause trouble.

I've been looking for that mysterious force for almost tens of millions of years, but I haven't seen any trace of it. In fact, everyone is a little impatient, and they have doubts about whether that mysterious force is still in this territory.

Unable to find that mysterious power, the hope of promotion to the tenth realm was almost dashed.

At this time, if they can kill a few opponents, it will not be in vain that they have been busy for so many years.

……

The demon clan no longer wants to pay attention to what other alien races are planning to do.

The demon tribe is already preparing to retreat.

Barrick is one of the only Nine Realms of the Monster Clan. Even Barrick was killed by Lennon. What can other Monster Clan think?

Fighting with the demon clan and waiting for the group to be destroyed?

I have been searching for thousands of years and still haven't found that illusory opportunity. What a waste. If I don't want to die, it's better to leave as soon as possible.

The only remaining member of the demon clan, Emperor Yaori, wisely led a group of eight-level demon clan away and prepared to return to their ancestral land.